Zheng Yating herself was always behind him. There were a few cards that were not big, but just small pairs. He dared to keep playing, and in the end he actually won. There were also a few big pairs and even a small pair.
Handed a straight, but he chose to fold without hesitation.
And when he finally opened the cards, it just reflected his wisdom. Although the cards in his hand were not small, he would lose if he gambled to the end. It made him feel as if Tang Fei knew everyone's trump cards early in the morning, but he knew
This is impossible. Even a world-class gambling king cannot accurately remember the position of every card.
In other words, Tang Fei is really lucky? He is good at gambling?
"Before, I saw behind you that you chose to fold even a straight in your hand, and in the other hand you only got a pair of fives, but you chose to follow it to the end. How do you explain this?" Zheng Yating continued to ask.
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"Feeling, it all depends on feeling, just like the last time I bet on stones. You were not there that time. That stone gave me a good feeling, so I bought it. Half of the money sold when cutting the stone was given to me.
I felt bad, so I chose to sell it, and continued to cut the piece that felt good, and ended up cutting out three pieces of jade, and those three pieces of jade were all in your hands in the end." Young Master Tang held up the last time he was gambling.
Shi's example was used to try to persuade Zheng Yating.
"Feeling? Men also have a sixth sense?" Zheng Yating looked at Young Master Tang with some suspicion.
"I don't know if it's the sixth sense. Anyway, there is such a feeling, and it's the same as picking up leaks. You should have heard Mr. Tang tell me about picking up leaks. That's how I picked up the "Nine Peaks of Snow"
." Young Master Tang said with a guilty conscience.
Zheng Yating looked left and right, and after thinking about it carefully, she felt that this was the best explanation for the various strange things about Young Master Tang.
In fact, it is impossible to describe a person's feelings in detail. She heard his grandfather say something. Once, the Zheng family went to Myanmar for a public sale. Zheng Yating's grandfather was wandering around the Mingbiao area and finally sat down on a piece of cake.
On the huge gambling stone, there was an inexplicable feeling that this gambling stone could increase the bet. Grandpa Zheng followed the feeling and borrowed money to buy the gambling stone. After unlocking it, the price rose sharply, which established the Zheng family's reputation in the jewelry store.
status, so I feel that this thing cannot be explained clearly.
"It's really a feeling, but your feeling is really sensitive. So the last 2, 3, 5 that killed Zhou Xing's three aces was also a feeling?" Wucuo Novel Network did not skip words. Zheng Yating asked.
"Well, I have a little feeling, but it's not strong. In fact, I'm not sure." Mr. Tang said perfunctorily.
"Oh, I understand, so you asked Wang Jun to draw the last card? You are really bad, hehe." Zheng Yating said with a smile.
Young Master Tang was sweating profusely when he heard this. He knew in advance that it was a five of clubs, so he asked Wang Jun to turn over the cards. The first reason was that he didn't want to be in the limelight anymore. There was already enough limelight tonight, and the second reason was that he wanted to
Wang Jun turned out the Five of Clubs, so that when it came time to divide the money, it would be easy to talk. This would make Wang Jun feel that he had some credit for the deck of cards, so that Wang Jun could feel more at ease when collecting the money. Otherwise, all the work would be done by Mr. Tang.
He did it and let Wang Jun get money for nothing. Even if he is a brother, Wang Jun has no face to accept it.
But Zheng Yating's understanding is just the opposite. If the Five of Clubs is revealed, Young Master Tang is the winner. If the Five of Clubs is not revealed, Young Master Tang is also the winner, because in the eyes of others, the last card was not revealed by Young Master Tang.
, and if Wang Jun fails to turn out the Five of Clubs, he will also feel a little guilty towards Young Master Tang.
"I heard that your family runs a factory?"
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"I heard that something happened to your family a few days ago. Are you okay now?" Wucuo Novel Network did not skip words.
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Just like that, Miss Zheng seemed to have changed into a different person. She asked questions along the way and checked Young Master Tang's family background as if checking her household registration. Young Master Tang was sweating profusely and drove the BMW to the extreme.
He dropped it off at Tang's house and then drove back to his home in embarrassment.
Zheng Yating, who was standing at the door of the Tang Mansion, looked slyly at the BMW that was running all the way. The corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously, "Humph, Tang, you dare to take advantage of me, this matter will never end!"
It was close to two o'clock in the morning when Young Master Tang returned to Wenjing Garden. Looking at the snakeskin bag on the back seat of the car, Young Master Tang couldn't help but have a bitter smile on his face. Even if it was all money, it was more than two hundred kilograms.
I can't carry it.
Parking the car downstairs, Mr. Tang dialed his home phone number.
Tang Long couldn't fall asleep at the moment, and he and Tang's mother were talking about the factory. Not long ago, Tang Long suddenly received an inexplicable phone call. The other party said in a loud tone that it was a subsidiary of the Wang Group and needed help.
Customizing a batch of high-end clothes to use as work clothes for employees is also provided to employees as a kind of welfare. However, as a member of the Wang Group, it is normal to have a louder tone.
The Wang Group is very familiar to Tang Long, who lives in Haishi. There are countless small factories and companies like Tang Long in Haishi, and every company wants to be linked to the Wang Group, the city's leader.
However, the threshold of the Wang Group is very high, and China is a society based on personal relationships. No matter how hard the quality is, it is useless. Therefore, there is a saying in Haishi: If you can get on the line with the Wang Group, it is equivalent to being on the line.
An aircraft carrier, just sit back and count the money.
If in the past, a subsidiary of the Wang Group had placed an order for him, Tang Long would have been overjoyed. But now, Tang Long was a little hard to make a choice. Once bitten by a snake, he would be afraid of a well rope for ten years. What if?
If he encounters a liar again, Tang Long will not expect Young Master Tang to pick up another "Nine Peaks of Snow" to save his factory. Even if Young Master Tang takes the money, Tang Long will have no shame in using it. Although he
The hard-earned money will actually be left to Mr. Tang in the end.
Tang Long found his virtuous wife Tang Mu, and the two discussed how the Wang Group and himself, who had no access to the village or store, would specifically ask him to customize high-end work clothes? The price of this order was higher than the one he had been deceived before.
The order was large or small, and in Tang Long's eyes, it smelled like bait.
"Do you think this is a trap?" Tang Long said worriedly.
"It's hard to say, but something happened to our factory just before. Now everyone is unsettled and urgently needs a big order to stabilize the situation in the factory." Tang's mother frowned and said.
"Well, I know, I have been contacting the business these days, but we just had a fall, which caused many customers to doubt our strength, so it was difficult to find an order that could stabilize the factory."
Tang Long shook his head and sighed. In the past few days, he slept four or five hours a day. The rest of the time was spent thinking of solutions or contacting old customers. Unfortunately, the results were not good.
"Wang's Group, as the leading company in our sea city, will definitely not trap a small factory like ours. Let's do this. You can contact the other party tomorrow, and then go to Wang's Group to see if there is such a person. If so,
, I can basically confirm that this is not a trap." Tang's mother thought for a while and said.
"Well, I think so too. Let's go to Wang's tomorrow." Tang Long nodded.
At this moment, the ringing sound of the phone came to mind.
Tang Long picked up the phone and answered: "Hello, hello."
"Dad, it's me, come out and carry something." Young Master Tang's voice came from the microphone.
"Okay, wait a minute." Mr. Tang hung up the phone and walked out of the room, followed by Mrs. Tang.
In the past, Mr. Tang and his mother seldom paid much attention to their son coming back so late, not to mention that he would come back at this time.
Young Master Tang opened the car door, and found Grandpa Mao in a snakeskin bag lying obediently on the back seat.
Young Master Tang grabbed a corner of the snakeskin bag and dragged it down hard. Unfortunately, the snakeskin bag only shook it in a shameful way, without any intention of getting out of the car...
"Tang Fei, what did you bring, and you want me to carry it?" Mr. Tang opened the door and walked to Young Master Tang's car, with Mother Tang following behind.
"Hey, what a good thing, Dad, this thing is not light. It weighs more than two hundred kilograms. Let's work harder and drag it home." Young Master Tang chuckled, but did not directly tell Mr. Tang what was inside.
It's more than 10 million yuan.
"Oh, by the way, Mom, there are a pair of colorful dragon elephant ear bottles and a broken sword in the trunk. They are all wrapped in boxes. Please help me take them to the house." Young Master Tang suddenly remembered,
The pair of colorful dragon-elephant ear bottles that Zheng Yating photographed were still in her trunk. When she was dropped off from the car, she ran too fast and forgot about them.
"You kid, what on earth did you do and come back with so many things? When is the colorful dragon elephant ear bottle from?" Tang's mother said as she opened the trunk.
"Mom, I didn't do anything. I just went to the black market with my friends. The pair of colorful dragon and elephant ear bottles are not mine. My friends took pictures and left them with me and forgot to take them away. The people in the black market said they were from the Ming Dynasty.
I don’t quite understand either.” Young Master Tang replied with some guilt.
"Oh, I understand." Tang Mu said calmly.
"Tang Fei, did you go to the black market? Is it a black market where antiques are auctioned? I heard that the threshold there is very high. All the people invited are rich. Every time you go to the black market, you have to prepare more than one million in cash." Tang Long asked.
"Well, a friend took me there." Young Master Tang replied.
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"What the hell are you putting in here? It's so heavy, it feels like a book. Tang Fei, you should get some exercise. When I was your age, I could carry this thing by myself." Tang Long's head was full.
He sweatily looked at the snakeskin bag on the ground. It was too heavy. To say that Tang Long's body was still good, with solid muscles all over his body. Although he had been retired for many years, he still insisted on exercising.
Mother Tang smiled and said, "You still don't accept old age, do you still think about the past?"
"Dad, you still want to use me as a child to practice, but there is no way." Tang Fei said breathlessly. When he was a child, Mr. Tang's life was miserable. He would be beaten by Tang before dawn.
The dragon was picked up to ride on horseback. Young Master Tang's current good health was the foundation laid at that time.
After Mr. Tang finished speaking, he picked up a fruit knife from the coffee table, came to the snakeskin bag, and slashed hard...
[Author's digression]: It rained really hard in Songjiang today. All the mosquitoes seemed to have entered the house, and then they shared a feast with me... It's quite hard to write in Daomen. Let's collect something.